This is a song about "Ghetto philosophy"

Straight to the point/integrating philosophy,

Rearrange yo rocks you got a gang of friends, money

She said she’s from the ghetto

Got some ill gold, diamonds thats still low

Long as i have my p and my 3 meals, smoke the thc, roll mean blunts as big as king kongs wifes cunt

Since i deem qualities of my philosophy on 'the me' to be what i need to live and

You gon' tip her

Than a ghetto blaster

She insecure with her body so she like fuck it though

Not just for new orleans, i do this for every ghetto,

Move fast break things that's the philosophy

Hail mary nigga, run quick see